3090 Feeling Sorry
Mu Xingchen emerged from the spiritual tool cabin, inhaling deeply before exhaling, determinedly striding toward the camp. The Dou Clan brothers exchanged bewildered glances.
“Did Big Bro just leave? Does that mean we don’t need to stay here anymore?” another added, eyeing the half-conscious Mu Rouxuan left behind.
Uncertain, they hesitated. Dou Fenghua, facing a dilemma, looked at Big Bro Dou Fengmian with a troubled expression. “I’ll check on Young Master Mu at the camp. We can’t leave Miss Mu in this state.”
Abandoning Mu Rouxuan seemed inconceivable to them. Meanwhile, Qi Xuanxuan, leaving the spiritual tool cabin, was visibly upset, wiping away angry tears as she made her way to the campsite.
Contrary to Mu Xingchen’s lack of concern for his sister, he couldn’t ignore her distress. “Xuanxuan, you’re back. Come quickly, I left some food for you.”
“I’m not eating!” she retorted, her anger evident.
Qi Xuanxuan glanced at the group before entering her yurt in a huff, drawing the curtain closed. The others exchanged puzzled looks.
“Did Mu Rouxuan bully her again?” Mo Lian questioned, furrowing his brow.
“I warned her not to go,” Duan Yue grumbled. “She’s returned furious; something must have happened.”
Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao, silently observing, picked up a small plate and marched towards the yurt with determined steps. “I’ll check on her.”
“Xuanxuan.” The little one poked her petite head inside the tent, stealing a glance at Qi Xuanxuan, who lay on the pad with her head half-tilted.
Qi Xuanxuan, catching sight of the small figure sneaking in, felt a mix of amusement and annoyance. She turned her head away, choosing to ignore her.
“I saved a few pieces of braised pork for you. Eat it.” The little one sat cross-legged beside her, nudging her waist. “It’s delicious. Little Fatty’s cooking skills have improved a lot.”
Qi Xuanxuan harrumphed, glancing behind her. The ceiling seemed more interesting.
Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao placed the plate down, crossing her fingers unconsciously. “Tell me, what’s bothering you?”
Qi Xuanxuan rose from the pad, poking her forehead. “Mu Rouxuan treated you like that, and you’re still concerned about Mu Xingchen? Why subject yourself to such grievances?”
“If I knew she’d scold you like that, I’d have thought twice about treating her injuries. I should have handed her a couple more tael sabers! Who does she think she is? Acting like she’s invincible!”
“When I confronted her, she pointed at my nose and accused me of being your accomplice! She even claimed you sent me to harm her! She’s deceitful! A complete idiot.”
The little one nodded like a chick pecking at rice. She blinked and said, “Then let’s not go to her place in the future.”
“I know you don’t want Mu Xingchen to face harassment.”
“You don’t owe him anything.”
“I don’t think he’s honest and considerate; he’s deceitful!” Qi Xuanxuan scolded, dismissing the notion.
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